Author's Note: I know I took me forever to update. And I'm really, really sorry. But I practically don't have much time, and I have this awful author's block... oh, how I hate it. Anyway, here's the next chapter. I hope you guys enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy. I'm just borrowing the characters. And the song belongs to BBMAK.

Spike walked silently behind Dawn and her friends, hearing them laugh, hoping he could be part of Dawn's life once again.

After what seemed hours of walking to Spike, they finally reached the club. There was a large crowd outside. They made their way inside, trying to find their friends.

"Hey, Dawnie! Over here!" a boy yelled. Dawn turned to see her friend Chris.

"Hello, you guys!" Janice reached over her and gave her a hug.

"Happy birthday, girlfriend."

"Happy birthday, Dawnie," Chris said, giving her a big hug and a quick kiss on the cheek.

Dawn blushed a little. "Thank you."

"So," said Janice. "We saved our places. There's three persons before us. Then there's Chris's turn, then mine, then Dawn's, Brad's and Sam's."

"What about him? Isn't he singing?" Sam said, pointing at Spike with his head. They all turned to look at him.

"What? Me singing? No bloody way. I'm just here as a chaperon, remember?" The teens shrugged before going to look for a table.

When they were settled, a young guy started announcing the participators. Spike saw Janice exchange a look with Dawn, who smiled at her and nodded.

People lowered their voices when the first girl started singing. Her voice wasn't all that great, but it was bearable. Not like the second guy, his voice was awful, in Spike's opinion, it was worse than the Poof's. Then it was another boy.

When Chris's turn arrived, Dawn and her friends cheered at him hardly. He was really good. Some people stopped talking to listen at him, but there was still some whispers in the audience. When he finished the people clapped at him, and his friends cheered at him. Janice giggled hysterically during her performance.

Then it was Dawn's turn. The stood nervously while the guy announcing gave her a reassurance smile. She smiled back at him and then at her friends.

"Go, Dawnie!" Chris yelled.

She walked to the music guy, telling him which track she was singing. Spike thought she looked a little pale.

"She's awesome," Sam whispered to Spike. "Her voice is amazing, you'll see the effect the has in the people."

"Why is she so pale?" Spike asked the boy next to him, without looking at him.

"She always gets really nervous. I don't know why; she's great. You'll see."

Dawn shot a quick glance at Spike when the music started. They locked eyes for a moment, but then Dawn closed hers and started singing. When hearing the first notes all the people in the place went quiet. Sam was right, her voice was amazing.

Dawn took a deep breath to calm herself down and started her song.

There are so many reasons that I find to run to you
'Cause there's so little loving in my life, now I am away
And thinking about it, I want things back how they used to be
'Cause there is no way around it, nothing good comes easily
So much between us and we both know that it's wrong
So I keep on waiting till I am back where I belong

So here I am all by myself, thinking of you nobody else
There is a feeling inside, and as hard as I try it just won't go away
Are you finding it hard it all on your own
Having to face each night alone
Knowing that you are the one with the love that I need
And I miss you more each day

So many feelings, emotions running away with me
'Cause it's you that I believe in, and I love this one so deep
So much between us and we both know that it's wrong
So I keep on waiting till I am back where I belong
Back where I belong

So here I am all by myself thinking of you nobody else
There is a feeling inside and as hard as I try it just won't go away
Are you finding it hard it all on your own
Having to face each night alone
Knowing that you are the one with the love that I need
And I miss you more each day

Now I keep on waiting till I am back where I belong
Back where I belong

So here I am all by myself thinking of you nobody else
There is a feeling inside and as hard as I try it just won't go away
Are you finding it hard it all on your own
Having to face each night alone
Knowing that you are the one with the love that I need
And I miss you more each day

When she finished singing, all the people suddenly started clapping hardly. Her voice was hypnotizing. She smiled at the crowd, before running to her friends. Spike stared at her while she received compliments from her friends. There was something in her voice... the feeling in it, in her song. Spike couldn't help wondering.

"Oh, my God, Dawn. That was so great!" Janice said.

"It was amazing, just amazing."

"You were stunning, Dawnie."

"Thank you, guys," she said, shyly.

She took seat beside Spike, without looking at him.

"Great song, luv," he whispered at her.

"Thanks," she said, still without looking at him.

The rest of the night Dawn ignored Spike completely. She clapped with the rest of her friends while people sang. Spike's mind kept wondering about the song she had sang. Had she meant something?

The night finally reached its end. Dawn's friends said good-bye to each other. That Chris guy even offered himself to walk Dawn home. But backed off after Spike's 'I'll take her home, mate."

They walked silently. "That Chris guy wants something with you," Spike said after a moment.

He could see Dawn blush in the darkness. "He does not," she said.

"A little too friendly in my opinion."

"That's just the way he is. We're just friends."

"Yeah, right."

"It's true! And even if he did, I don't feel anything for him other than friendship. He's really sweet and everything, but he's just a good friend."

Spike nodded. And the silence came once more.

"You should've sang," Dawn said after a moment.

"What?"

"You should've sang."

"No bloody way."

"Why not? It's really fun."

"What would I have sang, anyway?"

"Whatever you felt like singing."

"You were bloody terrific up there, bit."

She smiled at him and then looked at the ground.

"So, Nibblet. I've been wondering all night." She looked up at him. "That song, what made you sing it?"

Dawn shrugged. "I don't know. I like it. I guess that was it."

"Really? No secret meaning hidden in it?"

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing. Just that it sound a little familiar."

"Spike," she said warningly. "Don't."

"What?" he said, innocently. "Don't what?"

She sighed. "Nothing. Just forget it."

"No, Dawn. I won't forget it. What were you saying?"

"Nothing! I wasn't gonna say anything!"

"Don't lie to me, platelet. I know you better than anybody. What were you saying?"

"Would you stop it? I wasn't saying anything. Gosh, you're so stubborn."

"Like you don't like it," he whispered, barely audible.

But in the quietness of the night, Dawn heard. "What!"

"You heard, Dawn. You've been teasing me, and toying with me, and I'm not bloody take it anymore."

"I have been teasing you? Please, Spike. You are the one that keeps... that keeps..."

"Kissing you?"

"Well, yes!"

"Like you didn't like it!"

Dawn opened and closed her mouth a couple of times before finding her voice. "That is so not the point!"

Spike smirked. "So you did like it."

"Shut up! I... I... I didn't! Okay?"

"So would you stop me if I kiss you right now?"

"Spike, don't," she pleaded.

"So you wouldn't?"

"Spike..."

"What the bloody hell do you want, Nibblet?!"

"What?"

"I simply can't understand you, 'cause you don't seem to bloody mind when I kiss you, do you? But you keep telling me not to."

"I told you what I want! I told you I wanted to be friends!"

"And I bloody told you we couldn't do that."

"Why not?"

"Because!"

"That's not a reason!"

"Okay, you want a reason? I'll give you your bloody reason. We can't be friends when one of us wants more. But you don't bloody understand that, do you?"

Dawn looked at him for a moment. "I do," she whispered.

"You do what?"

Dawn rolled her eyes, desperately. "I understand, Spike! 'Cause I feel that way, okay?"

"What's the problem, then?"

"It's not me who you want," she said. Her eyes had started to feel with tears.

Spike was confused. "It isn't?"

"No," she said, a tear rolling down her cheek. "It's the Buffy part you see in me. It's her who you want. Because I killed her! She did what I was supposed to do. I ruined your life, un-life, whatever, and Scoobies's. The only reason they keep me is because I remind them of her, because I was made out of her!"